Pyro-chosis…

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

I told them. I told them all.

But did they listen to me?

Of course not.

They hadn’t before, why would this time be any different?

I told them to stay out of the shadows.

Told them that if they kept lurking there, I would burn their hiding places away.

But, they kept… laughing,

They kept giggling away.

There whispers always taunting.

Teasing me.

Telling me I wouldn’t.

Telling me I couldn’t.

But… I showed them.

Every…

last…

one of them.

See, it only took one match.

And a bit of gasoline.

But, I showed them.

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R. Todd

I'm older than I think I am and younger than I feel. I'm stuck in the 80's but relevant to today (oh I hope that last part is true). I think I am more of an enigma than I really am, but somehow still confound those who try to figure me out (or they just look at me weird, so I infer that). And I really hate my first name. Husband, father, Navy Vet, cat owner (translate.. slave), wannabe writer, and all around big kid who is stuck in an adult world. Overall, I just... um.. something to something, blah blah blah. And that's all I got to say about that.

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